Talking to a friend, reminded me...

Of my curiosity when meeting a  '***** by choice' nomad
(his words, not mine!) - who carried a brick with him.

I asked him, Why?

*"On cold days" he said,"I put the brick in the base of the fire,
so as the night draws in and the fire dies -
I wrap it in a towel to keep my feet warm overnight."*

Smelling Autumn bonfires as our darker nights draw in,
I think of him; With his *choice* of burden.

:)